Legendary Beastmaster Zhang Deshuai

The Pope looked at the worried people, but suddenly a meaningful smile appeared on his face. He slowly stood up and opened his hands as if to embrace the whole world.

"Everyone, don't be so sad." The Pope's voice has a unique magnetism, as if it has the magic power to soothe people's hearts. His deep eyes are shining with mysterious light, which makes people unpredictable.

"Look at you, you are overwhelmed by this temporary predicament." The Pope shook his head gently, and his white robe swayed slightly with his movements. "But now, Zhang Deshuai has found the artifact blessing staff. This is the light of hope given to us by God."

He walked slowly to Zhang Deshuai and patted him on the shoulder gently, "Kid, you have brought a turnaround."

Then, the Pope turned around, faced the crowd, and said in a louder voice: "Believe me, this is a turning point in destiny. The return of the artifact means that our days of suffering will go away, and soon, light will shine on this land again."

At this moment, the Pope's face was filled with confidence, as if he had seen the bright future. "The rampant dark forces are but the darkness before dawn, and we, holding the artifact in our hands, are like holding the key to light."

Elf Queen Eluvia raised her head with a hint of doubt in her eyes, "Your Excellency the Pope, will it really be so smooth?"

The Pope smiled slightly and clasped his hands together. "My child, you must believe in God's guidance and the power of this artifact. It will surely dispel the darkness and bring peace and tranquility."

The dwarf king stroked his beard and nodded thoughtfully, "I hope it is as you said, Your Holiness."

The Pope laughed again. "There is no doubt that light is coming. Let us have faith and welcome that beautiful future!"

The Pope discussed with the crowd for a few more words.

“How exactly to unleash the power of this divine weapon requires further consideration.” The Pope stroked his chin, his eyes sweeping across everyone’s faces.

Zhang Deshuai frowned and said, "Your Holiness, perhaps we should first study how to use this staff."

The Pope nodded slightly. "That makes sense, but you must not act too hastily, lest you accidentally touch the mysterious power within."

The dwarf king interrupted gruffly, "I think we should get some knowledgeable wizards to take a look."

The Elf Queen Elvia opened her red lips and said, "We need to be careful and not let the dark forces notice our actions."

The Pope nodded, holding the sacred artifact, the blessing staff, tightly in both hands, and said, "You are right. This matter is of great importance. Let me go back and make good preparations."

After saying this, the Pope turned around, his white robe fluttering behind him. He walked away with firm steps, and his figure gradually disappeared from everyone's sight.

The moment Zhang Deshuai and the Elf Queen Eluvia's eyes met, it was as if time had stopped for them. After three years of separation, the endless longing for each other surged out like a flood.

Zhang Deshuai could no longer suppress his inner impulse, and he stepped forward and tightly grasped Eluvia's slender and soft hand. Eluvia's face instantly flushed, and tears flashed in her eyes, but they were full of joy and affection.

The two did not say another word, as if any words were superfluous at the moment, they just held hands impatiently and quickly left the hall.

Along the way, they held hands tightly, as if they were afraid of losing each other again. Finally, they arrived at the room where Eluvia lived. As soon as the door was closed, Zhang Deshuai hugged Eluvia into his arms.

Elvia rested her head on Zhang Deshuai's chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, tears flowing uncontrollably.

"Coach De, I thought I would never see you again." Elvia's voice trembled slightly.

Zhang Deshuai gently lifted her chin, looked into her eyes tenderly, and said, "How could that be? My heart has always been with you and has never left."

"In the past three years, I have prayed to the moon every night, hoping that you can return safely." Eluvia wrapped her arms tightly around Zhang Deshuai's waist.

Zhang Deshuai stroked her hair and said, "In that strange world, I miss you all the time, your smile, and your gentleness."

Eluvia raised her head and looked at Zhang Deshuai with tearful eyes, "I'm really scared. I'm afraid you will forget me."

Zhang Deshuai kissed away the tears from her eyes affectionately, "Silly girl, how could I forget you? You are the most important person in my life."

"Every time I was on the battlefield, I told myself that I must come back alive to see you." Zhang Deshuai's voice was a little choked.

Elvia hugged him tightly, "Don't leave me again, I can't bear it even for a second."

The two of them hugged each other and expressed their longing for each other, as if they wanted to make up for the past three years. The room was filled with love, and time seemed to have stopped for them, allowing them to fully enjoy this beautiful moment of reunion.

Zhang Deshuai and Eluvia were in love, and they no longer held back. Eluvia gave her body to Zhang Deshuai, and then they made love all night. After making love, they fell asleep in each other's arms.